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Coffee: Hot with extra cream [MF]

Early morning starts are hard. Waking up to an alarm each day, blaring louder and louder by the second, demanding you to jump out of bed, and get to it. Even hopping in the shower, or grabbing a quick breakfast, isn’t enough. It’s only a visit to the local cafe that can put a pep in my step, and help properly energise me.

Between the delicious smell of roasting boutique coffee beans and the chatter of the other patrons above their usual playlist, it’s an absolute feast for my senses. It doesn’t hurt that the girl who serves me is always dressed in skin tight black leggings, with her black bralette top barely hiding her perky tits. As I get up this morning, I feel the anticipation of each step building, as I get closer to the shop.As I enter, it’s a little quieter than normal. There’s still a few of the usuals floating around, feeding their caffeine addictions, but thankfully I don’t have to line up. Read more »

From Straight to Curious (Full Story) [M]

(I posted this story and others a while ago on another account but deleted it all (mental health is a bitch), Anyway I’m back and I’m reuploading it all. Enjoy!)

Hi. From the age of 19, I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have sex with another man. I considered myself straight, having several girlfriends and always believed that this was me until I eventually met “the one”. When I moved to university, it was a chance for me to explore myself, seek goals and opportunities I didn’t have back home. I could be a new me.

My university was around 60 miles away from home. Far enough to seek new opportunities, but close enough to return at anytime. In my second year, I developed a relationship with a girlfriend which was fun, but not fulfilling. This eventually broke up badly leaving me in quite a bad place mentally. But I was free…free to explore.

I decided since I was single to explore the sexual side of myself that always scratched the back of my head. I wasn’t physically attracted to Men, but I always enjoyed the thought of being submissive to one. Why, I don’t know. Perhaps I just wanted to be dominated, the thought of being owned. I wasn’t sure at the time, but I knew that this might have been the only opportunity and period to explore in my life. Read more »

Blowing My Boss at the Bar [FM]

So some quick backstory: The other day I (22F) was at work with my boss (30M) when no one else was there. We work together at a bar and were doing some administrative/side work tasks before the week started. We’ve been sleeping with each other since the end of January but no one really knows about it for a few different reasons. This is what went down.

I was leaning against the edge of the bar, looking at my phone for a minute, when I felt Matt come up behind me. He pressed the front of his body into the back of mine and snaked his hand around to my throat, burying the other into my hair and with a calculated push with one hand, pull with the other, forced my head back. I inhaled sharply as I met his eyes and was immediately turned on. I reached my hand around behind his head and pulled his lips to mine. He turned me around to face him as we began to kiss, grabbing my hip in an iron-like grip while still holding the other in my hair. I ran my hands down his back and landed on his rather nice ass, pulling his hips into mine. Read more »

Working things out [MF] [Light FemDom] [Long]

We’re sitting on a park bench, watching the stars come out. Just as I think to myself how lovely the view is, you muse whether or not we should have actually ended things and that you still have feelings – but you’re unsure of what to do about them. Everything suddenly feels like it’s happening in slow motion as I turn to you in disbelief.

Relationships are hard – open relationships just crank the difficulty level to 11. And after a summer of dabbling, you decided that it wasn’t for you or your wife. Dating more than one person only works if everyone is on board and that was no longer the case. In reality I’m torn – I want to do do the right thing at all times but catch myself fantasizing about tying you to a tree so I can come up with new and creative ways of making your knees buckle. It’s fine. I can justify it as long as those thoughts stay inside, unsaid. Just like I’ve been telling myself for the past year. But with creeping dread I realize that none of this matters, not all this time being Just Friends, not all the good intentions; the only thing that matters to me is the next few words out of your mouth. “What would happen if my circumstances had changed?” Read more »

Her [F] fiancé invited me [M] over to take care of her

I’ve really enjoyed reading peoples’ stories on Reddit over the years and decided to start sharing some of my own. This one is about my first meeting with a couple who I had a lot of subsequent encounters with, and I may post more about our times together if people want to hear about it.

I met Alice because her fiancé was diligently seeking out respectful but kinky men to devour her while he listened from another room. He asked me some questions and we talked for a bit, then set up a date for me and her at a bar near their house a few days later. I bought her a drink and we talked for a little while, and when I offered to buy another round she invited me back to her place instead.

We walked in the front door, passed the quiet living room where I knew her fiancé was waiting, and went up the stairs to their guest bedroom. She motioned me in and left the door open when she followed behind. I walked up to her and casually ran a hand through her hair and across her cheek. Read more »

[M/F] [Exhibitionism] Sweat and Company [Part 2]

Your words floor me. Never before have I felt as much pride in myself as I did when those words came out of your mouth. We locked eyes, in absolute awe of the radiant woman standing in front of me. You pull me close to you, giving me a long, purposeful kiss, breaking me from my trance. Taking my hand and giving it a squeeze, you turn and lead me away, feeling the way ahead of you until we clear the underside of the deck and arrive at the tree line.

Pushing branches out of the way, we head into a grove of trees until we find a small patch of grass. You turn to face me, initially going for a kiss before wrestling my shirt off me and fumbling with my belt and pants. Dropping to your knees, you aggressively slide my pants off, but take your time pulling down my boxers. Inch by inch, you pull them down, gently tugging on the edge of the legs. My hard cock now straining against the elastic band. Through the moonlight, I make out a smirk growing across your face as you look up for approval. I smile and nod. Read more »

We (30M 27F) are Pilot and Flight Attendant and We are Joint Presidents of the Mile High Club [MF]

Good evening pervs and pervetts from the flight deck. This is Josh and Ai again here to share another of our adventures above 30,000 feet.

We start this tale with me (Joe), scrambling around on a bad weather day. Thing were delayed and flights were cancelling, it was not a lot of fun. I had finally managed to make it to the airport we’d been trying to get into for hours only to be greeted by a phone call from crew scheduling. They desperately needed me to run over and get on a deadhead to reposition me for the next day. Grumbling to myself I dragged my exhausted self over to the flight, got myself a row to myself and headed down the jet bridge.

I settled in as comfortably as possible in the cramped seats and pulled out my tablet to find something to veg out on for the next several hours. I’m lost to the real world trying instead to focus on the adventures of some random people when I get tapped on the shoulder. I sigh assuming that I had been assigned a seat mate that was going to pester me the whole flight but I’m shocked to see Ai standing there like some angel sent to take me away. Read more »

Dom Boss catches employee in his office part 1 (whipping, foreplay)

When I open the door to my boss’s office, I’m instantly hit with the smell of teakwood. I sit down in his chair, the cold leather soothes my hot skin as I open his drawers to find every piece of paper and paperclip in an orderly fashion. I pour the amber whisky from his drawer into a crystal tumbler and swirl the bottom before taking a sip and sigh. It’s smooth like honey but has that bite at the end. And something about drinking Killian’s whisky in his office makes me feel dangerously aroused.

Opening the very bottom drawer, I find a black tie that he must have taken off and forgotten about. I take the tie out of the drawer, and clench the cold silk in my hot palm. My sex starts pulsating and my blood rushes to my cheeks and cunt.

No.

Focus.

I came in here for a reason, not to play with my things. I set the tie down on top of the desk like it’s poisonous, and take another sip of whisky. I continue opening the rest of the drawers just to come out empty handed. Fuck. I lean my head back in Killian’s chair but my eyes wander back to the tie, wondering what it would feel like to have the smooth material rub against me. Read more »

What are you into [MF]

Her heart rate quickened and her brow began to glisten with perspiration. He’d just asked if he could kiss her. The question took her slightly aback; not because the idea was unwelcome, but because normally guys would just plant one on her at this point in the date.

Yes, I suppose I should give some context as to how these two individuals found themselves in a small apartment with a half drank bottle of rose between them.

Emily’s ex had been a “jump to the main event” kind of fellow, which had left her craving something more…thoughtful in the bedroom.

Her best friend, Min, had been waiting for the chance to set Emily up with her friend (sometimes with benefits) Marcus. So when Johnny-Three-Pumps got the boot, Emily wasn’t given a choice.

Min arranged the date; her, Emily, Marcus, and a couple other friends went to one of those karaoke bars where you rent a private room.

Emily, who normally was the first up to sing, was feeling a little shy with Marcus in the room. Min had told her what he looked like, and Min had excellent powers of description. Read more »